Dr. Dre - Talking to My Diary lyrics

Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre [Andre Romell Young] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Dr. Dre - Talking to My Diary lyrics]

I just need y'all to try to
Bear with me for a minute
While I talk about the pages of my diary
Listen up

I remember when I got started
My intention was to win
But a lot of shit changed since then
Some old friends became enemies in
The quest of victory but I made a vow
Never let this shit get to me i let it pass
So I consider that part of my history
And I'm strong financially, physically
Mentally I'm on a whole 'nother level
And don't forget that I came from the ghetto
Sold a new house for my moms, that's special
I let you going shopping 'til
Your feet get tired
Then a new Benz just for you to ride in
When I didn't have it, you provided
Don't be surprised that I built an enterprise


And my house got a view of
The city like a highrise
I'm just talking to my diary
I'm just talking to my diary

When I open up my book
I think about the world later
No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind
I'm just staring at the sky
You probably thinkin' I'm high
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary

Now puff-puff pass got a
Nigga having flashbacks
I remember how it used to be
Now my money like NASDAQ
My checks you can cash that
I remember how it used to be

I used to be a starving artist
So I would never starve an artist
This is my passion, it's where my heart is
It gets the hardest when I
Think about the dearly departed
Like the nigga I started with
I know Eazy can see me now
Looking down through the clouds
And regardless, I know my nigga still proud
It's been a while since we spoke
But you still my folks
We used to sit back, laugh and joke
Now I remember when we
Used to do all-nighters
You in the booth and Cube
In the corner writing
Where Ren at? Shout out to my nigga Yella
Damn, I miss that shit
A nigga having flashbacks

When I open up my book I
Think about the world later
No ink in the pen, no lines on the paper
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind
I'm just staring at the sky
You probably thinkin' I'm high
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary
I'm just, I'm just
I'm just talking to my diary

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